User blog comment:Ferretmaiden/The Outcasts/@comment-1298206-20110304230326

''Hellheart's yellowish-amber eyes are wide with dark glee. He takes a bit of the leftover wood dove and puts it on a hook that he scavenged from the river rats. He puts it in the water and waits for a bite. After five minutes, there is a tug on the line. Hellheart yanks back on it forcefully, dragging a fair sized fish onto the bank. He draws his dagger and plunges it into the fish's neck, ending its life. Hellheart chuckles lowly to himself as he carves a piece of raw fish and eats it'' "Yes... They are the fish and I am the fisher..."